There is no need for the writer to eat a whole sheep to be able to tell you what mutton tastes like. It is enough if he eats a cutlet. But he should do that.

If nobody spoke unless he had something to say, the human race would very soon lose the use of speech.

It has been said that metaphysics is the finding of bad reasons for what we believe upon instinct.

I know that I shall die struggling for breath, and I know that I shall be horribly afraid. I know that I shall not be able to keep myself from regretting bitterly the life that has brought me to such a pass; but I disown that regret. I now, weak, old, diseased, poor, dying, hold still my soul in my hands, and I regret nothing.

Just as the painter thinks with his brush and paints the novelist thinks with his story.

Nothing in the world is permanent, and we’re foolish when we ask anything to last, but surely we’re still more foolish not to take delight in it while we have it.

First, cut out all the wisdom, then cut out all the adjectives.